Right around 0C this morning, with a tailwind to boot. Everything was going fine until I started heading down the big hill. My headlight is on full and shining directly at this car that's waiting to cross the street I'm hurtling down. They wait... and wait... and wait... and when I get close enough, roll out in front of me. I hit the brakes and headed left to go around the back of the vehicle, yelling "****ER!!!!"

A few minutes later, I'm rolling along 12th Ave. in the left curb lane [one-way street], and a car pulls in from the left in front of me. Not a problem, totally legal, lots of space between us. I start to catch up with said car as it slows to a crawl, straddling two lanes. Behind me in the lane to my right, I can hear a large truck waiting for the driver to make up their mind on which lane to choose. This goes on for a whole block - I don't want to cut to the curb side of the vehicle, and the truck immediately to my right makes that lane a bad option. Eventually, the car pulls over to the left curb and stops. I go rolling by and catch a look at the driver. It was a really old lady, and she looked spooked. I had to keep going, as several dozen cars had backed up behind us by this point...